IF Japanese restaurants had lifespans like race horses, Nadaman in Singapore should have been put out to pasture a long time ago. Dated, with food as tired as its surroundings, it came as no surprise...

THERE'S a chill that sets in the moment we enter Blue Jasmine. It's like the cold towel that gracious hotel staff in Thai resorts always offer when you check in. Except it's wrapped...

THE name is Luka. It's sitting on the first floor. We think we've seen the chef before, just don't ask us where it was. It's not our business anyway. ...

IF necessity is the mother of invention, audacity must be the brother of misguided intentions.

BEHIND a name like Steamroom with The Pillar and Stones must be a brilliant concept. We don't know what it is, but damn if we don't figure it out before we finish our meal...